The first Folio, followed substantially by the rest, reads:
'Iago. Go too, farewell. Do you heare, Rodorigo?
Rod. Ile sell all my Land. Exit.
Iago. Thus do I euer make my Foole, my purse:'
Rowe and Pope follow the Folios.
Theobald has:
'Iago. Go to, farewel. Do you hear, Rodorigo?
Rod. What say you?
Iago. No more of drowning, do you hear.
Rod. I am chang'd; I'll go sell all my land. [Exit.